Okay well reading over that last little bit in chapter seven I guess I turned the tables a little too much with Harry and Draco. Lol got a little carried away in the moment.
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The morning dawned bright and vibrant, contrasting greatly to the mood inside Malfoy Manor. Both occupants were looking sullen and wished that they were anywhere but here.
Hermione sat staring out the window at the immaculate grounds. Malfoy Manor occupied a vast area of land and it was very beautiful, she had to admit. Now if only the family that lived here were just like their grounds.
"We need to go." Draco said as he walked into the room. He saw Hermione sitting at the window seat and he knew she wished she was somewhere else.
He had pulled so many bad tricks out of his sleeve since they had gotten 'engaged' that he was beginning to think that they would never move beyond friendship.
She got up slowly and straightened her skirt before moving to the fire place with him. She had never really enjoyed travelling by Floo Powder but seeing as they didn't know exactly where the radio studio was, they had no choice.
Draco wrapped an arm around her waist as they stepped into the fire place. She didn't object but she didn't seem to like it either, which troubled Draco. He was beginning to like the idea of being with her.
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"Welcome!" A bouncy receptionist greeted them as they stepped out of the elegant fire place. Hermione looked around the room; the walls were littered with posters of stars; all preening themselves and looking eagerly at the new comers.
"Hello." She said warily.
The receptionist didn't seem to notice her lack of enthusiasm and indicated that they should follow her.
Draco noticed her glancing back at them every two seconds and was pondering the possibility of her head falling off her shoulders when he realised she was watching them. Their movements, their actions. He casually draped an arm over Hermione's shoulder and smiled at the lady when she turned back again.
"What are you doing?" Hermione whispered, glaring at him.
"Playing the part." He whispered back, smiling.
Hermione sighed and relaxed into him, she had no idea why she felt so hostile today but everything Draco did was getting on her nerves.
Maybe it had something to do with Harry's letter. She couldn't believe that Harry would do something like that. He had never struck her as being to competitive and conniving. The thought occurred to her to speak to him, but she knew it was a bad idea.
The last thing she wanted to do in front of him or Ron was defend Draco.
"Please take a seat and the presenter will be with you soon." The receptionist pointed to some chairs before casting them one last glance and leaving.
"Like a bloody hawk." Draco mumbled.
"What?"
"I said she was watching us like a bloody hawk."
Hermione nodded, she was not looking forward to this radio interview. She knew there would be more questions about their relationship now but that didn't exactly ease her nerves. Especially after the argument they had been caught having.
"Ah Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger." A middle aged man appeared offering his hand which they both shook smiling politely. "My name is Phil."
"A pleasure to meet you." Draco replied smoothly, easily slipping into his business-Malfoy mode.
Hermione nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
"We're about to go live, I'm going to ask you a few questions, is that alright with you?"
'Most definitely not.' Hermione thought. "Yes."
"Alright then, please take a seat and we'll get started. Thank you by the way; we are honoured to be the first to have a live interview with you." Phil smiled, revealing an uneven row of slightly yellow teeth.
"Oh the pleasure is ours." Draco smiled back, equally greasy.
After a moment Phil began speaking into a microphone placed on the table.
"Good afternoon! I'm Phil here with your weekly entertainment news. Today we have two very special guests in the studio giving their first live interview as a couple. I'd like to welcome Mr Malfoy and Mrs Granger."
Here he indicated they should say something. Hermione looked at Draco; lost. He patted her leg and spoke cheerily "Good afternoon Phil."
Irritated with the way Draco was babying her, Hermione pushed his hand away and leaned forward. "Hello Phil. It's nice to meet you."
And with that, the interview began.
"The pleasure is mine Miss Granger. Now there is so much buzz about your engagement, I'd first like to ask, how is it two such people came together?"
"It was by chance." Draco began. "We were brought together by the war and naturally became friends."
Phil sensed fresh meat. "Ah yes the war, terrible times and I'm sure everyone is thrilled that something so nice could come from it. But tell me Mr Malfoy; is it not true that you were fighting for the dark side?"
Draco tensed as Hermione cringed inwardly. 'This is it.' She wailed in her head.
"I will admit that my loyalties were once placed elsewhere." His voice spoke with much more confidence than he felt, and for once he was glad for his father's training.
"And were you involved in the conspiracy to kill Harry Potter?"
"There were many involved." Came the short reply.
"But were you?"
"I don't see how this relates to my engagement." Draco was frustrated and tried hard not to show it. But Phil could see his eyes, he got the idea.
"Of course after the war, it would only be proper for you two to get married, how did Harry Potter take this?"
"He was happy for us." Hermione said. "He promotes unity whenever he can; he tries his best to help the world recover."
Draco tensed when she said this but nothing showed on his face. "Yes, he is quite an achiever isn't he?"
Hermione gave him a funny look before turning back to Phil.
"Miss Granger, as an auror you're work load has lessened considerably since the war ended, how long do you think it will be until you are not needed?"
Hermione bristled "There will always be a need for people to control those not so considerate citizens. I feel that even though there is less work, my services will always be active."
Phil raised an eyebrow but left the topic and turned to Draco. "I understand that you are a very well renowned quiddich player Mr Malfoy, how do you think this engagement will affect your career?"
"Hermione means a lot to me and I am happy with our relationship, however, I don't believe it will stop me from playing quiddich and will not hinder me." Hermione smiled slightly at that, catching Phil's attention.
"How do you feel about that Miss Granger?"
Hermione remembered Harry's letter and how Draco had been treating her these last few days. She felt as though she owed him something and now was the time to repay her debt.
"I feel that Draco is a top league player and I encourage him to play. He shouldn't just drop everything for me, I like to go and watch him play as much as he likes to play." She smiled and took his hand, silently apologising for her earlier rudeness.
Draco was pleasantly surprised by Hermione's statement and intertwined his fingers in hers.
"I see. You've beaten your own record for the fastest time to catch the snitch twice and you have held the record for four months. How do you feel about that?" Phil continued.
"I feel like I'm at the top of my game and the moment. It's a great feeling to have so many good things happening after a long period of fighting."
Phil seemed to notice the change in atmosphere between the couple and thought this was the perfect time to seek more juicy information. "Many reporters claim they witnessed a very heated argument at your apartment yesterday."
Both tensed, giving Phil matching cool looks.
"Did they now?" Draco began, his voice would have frozen running water during summer.
Phil however, was undeterred. "Did you, Mr Malfoy, push Miss Granger?"
Draco felt like a young child who had been caught fighting. "I…" He trailed off, his front crumbling, 'What am I supposed to say?'
"No, he didn't." Hermione pronounced clearly.
"There were witnesses who said they saw both of you having an argument early in the morning and many residents in on the same floor said they heard your yelling." Phil continued.
Draco was annoyed now, and pulled out the ammunition he hadn't used in a very long time. "Are you implying my fiancé is lying?" He raised an eyebrow, staring at Phil coolly.
The dangerous glint in his eyes and sharp edge to the quiet words certainly intimidated Phil this time. He had once interviewed Lucius Malfoy, before the war and had been given the same treatment. It made him instantly wary.
"No, of course not." He replied glancing at Miss Granger who appeared to be wearing an identically icy expression. He decided that perhaps they were a well suited couple after all.
"Uh…When do you think the wedding will be held?" He continued lamely.
Draco smiled without humour "I'm not to sure about that Phil. It has not yet been decided."
Silence. Hermione marvelled at Draco's power over people. If he wanted to, he could probably turn her into a blubbering blob of human flesh just as he had done to Phil. But he had never done that, why? She had no idea, it must have been tempting though.
"And you're ring Miss Granger? Tell me about it."
"Well it's a simple one carat princess cut diamond, Phil, set in 24carat gold." She showed him with a flourish.
The man's eyes seemed to bulge out of his sockets for a second, making Draco smile.
"It's an amazing sight." He breathed, thinking of the possibilities he could make come true if he had the money to buy that ring.
"Yes it is isn't it?" Hermione laughed falsely, inside she was disgusted with Phil's stunned expression. Why was it always about the money?
"According to the latest news Mr Malfoy, you as a person are worth 500 000 000galleons. Is that correct?"
Draco thought about the maids and servants of the like Hermione planned to hire, the way she had spent 1000 galleons in two hours and began to ponder the amount himself. But then he reasoned that she hadn't hired the servants, yet.
"Yes, that is correct." He said.
Hermione smirked, 'I guess it won't be so bad.' She thought.
Draco didn't like the look crossing Hermione's face and put the thought away to talk to her about later.
"How much of your personal wealth are you planning to spend on this wedding?" Phil asked.
Draco thought about it, wondering what to say and how much a wedding should cost. He was still thinking when Hermione leaned forward and whispered quietly. "All of it." She giggled as though a part of some conspiracy.
Meanwhile, Draco was having a heart attack. 'All of it? Is she crazy?' He smiled weakly at Phil who seemed to go pale at the thought.
"Oh I see." Was all he said.
Hermione continued to giggle. "Well now you're a bit gullible aren't you? Of course we won't spend all of it!"
Draco tried very hard not to breathe a sigh of relief and tucked this little moment away to talk to her about as well.
"Oh of course! Miss Granger, I believe you had us all in a shock back there, including Mr Malfoy."
"Yes, quite a shock." Draco said, a horrifying thought occurring to him 'So how much will she spend?'
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Well, that was interesting. I enjoyed writing that. I know when I first set out writing this bit, it was going to be a little like the press conference (cringe) but then I thought that things should go there way for a while and Hermione should get to have a little fun.
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